After chasing out of the house, the black shadow ran very fast, and seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the Charm City, I followed him all the way, and saw him skillfully traversing the paths, some of which were very inconspicuous, and even could only be passed by almost one person. In the process of running and chasing, I couldn't even tell whether the person in front of me was a human or a monster, or a ghost, a tattered black dress that covered my head, but the pair of eyes full of vigilance were always imprinted in my heart.

"Don't run!"

I shouted as I chased, and with a palm of his hand, he easily jumped over the wall about two meters in front of me, and then my chase was forced to stop, and when I looked back, there was a black palm print on the wall where he had just held up, and I looked at it carefully, and this palm print was like a black scorch mark.

What the hell is it? Meicheng doesn't seem to be as peaceful as I thought.

I returned to the house where I had settled down from memory, closed the door, pasted runes around the door, got some wood and lit a fire, and then sat in the dark, not knowing the time, thinking in my heart that I would repair here for the night and leave the next day, at least to recover my tired body, which had been in a hurry.

Sitting next to the fire, he put the steamed buns into his mouth one by one, and the surroundings were dim, but the flames appeared brighter. I think about some messy things for no reason, thinking of my father's remarriage, thinking of Yudie, who has a bumpy but mysterious life, and thinking of Shen Mengtian, who is obviously wealthy but pretends to be an ordinary person. Thinking of the uncertain tomorrow and this unforgettable twenty-year-old.

I didn't wear a blue vest to play basketball in the staff factory, nor did I stand under the shade of a tree, drinking a few pennies of soda and giggling.

"Hehe......"

I laughed out loud for no reason, and I always felt that I was impulsive at the time, but there was no turning back when I had set foot on this road.

I closed my eyes, leaned against the warm flame, and fell asleep gently, but this sleep was not too peaceful, and in the light dreams came a low voice in my ears, very messy and inaudible, but too many voices woke me up from my sleep. I opened my eyes and saw that the door that should have been closed had been opened, and I got up from the ground with a frown, and walked to the door to look out, the sky was full of gray ghosts, like clouds floating in the air, layer after layer, gray light illuminated the whole sky, I looked up, as if entering a dream world.

I've never seen a ghost floating in the sky, it's like I'm standing at the bottom of the water and seeing schools of fish swimming through the dark ocean, there should be no light here, but you can see it all. It was as if I had come to the realm of elves, but the wind blowing around me pulled me back to reality.

"Ahem......"

In the whispers of small ghosts, there was a sudden coughing sound, and when I looked back, the man I had seen before was standing at the other end of the long street, his head bowed and hunched, holding steamed buns in one hand and a few pieces of talisman paper that I had pasted on the door in the other. Apparently he took off the rune paper.

"Hey, who are you?"

It is impossible for ghosts to touch these runes with the power of warding off evil spirits, and the earth beasts and demons also have resistance to the rune papers, and they must be destroyed as soon as they are torn off, so the only ones who can pinch these runes in their hands are humans.

"Hey, you're alive, aren't you?"

I asked in a loud voice, and walked over to him as I spoke, but he slowly stepped back, looking afraid to come into contact with me.

"You don't have to be afraid, I don't have malicious intentions, I just want to ask you something, don't run, I have no malicious intentions!"

I quickened my pace a little bit and walked forward, and he retreated farther and farther.

No matter who this person is, but he appeared in the city and survived, he must know a lot of secrets of the city, and may even know how to get out of this underground ghost city, I must ask clearly.

"Hey, don't run, I have food here, a lot to eat, and canned food, do you want to eat canned food?"

As I spoke, I pulled the can out of my backpack at the door of the room, raised my hand, and then pulled the can open and took out a piece of meat.

The man who was retreating slowly stopped and looked up, as if he was eager for the meat in my hand. But he was a little scared and didn't dare to get too close to me.

"So, I'll put the can on the ground, and then I'll stand back, and you can get it. I don't mean anything, I just wanted to talk to you. ”

As I spoke, I put the can at my feet, raised my hand to show that there was no malice, and then stepped back, and the man opposite me stepped back about ten meters before getting closer to the can. He looked at the can on the ground, reached out and grabbed the can, and poured it into his mouth vaguely. I took the opportunity to throw the demon hunting crossbow from my shoulder, the bolt was tied to the rope, and when I pulled the trigger, the arrow passed through the man's ear and nailed to the ground. The frightened man yelled in panic, turned his head and ran backwards, and I grabbed the rope and swung it so hard that it hit the man's foot and tripped him up.

"Ahh Yes! ”

The man shouted hoarsely, I ran up, stepped on his back, pulled out the Tushan knife and put it on the other party's neck, and shouted: "Who are you, why are you in Meicheng?" ”

He was slapping and wailing on the ground like a madman, and I grabbed him by the collar and fastened it against the wall, ruffling his hair to find that his face was a little different from what I had imagined. The person in front of him is not young, and can even be described as very old, with wrinkles and pale skin. In the firelight, his eyes were full of horror, and he stared at me but couldn't say a complete word.

"Who are you?"

I asked out loud, but he opened his mouth but could only make a sound that resembled a "whimper".

A fool? Then I'm not working in vain, but how can a fool survive in an underground ghost town? Still such an old fool.

"I, I'm ......" Just when I was a little embarrassed, the man in front of me made a simple voice, as if he was trying to communicate with me normally, "I...... I am...... Allow...... Tianwang ......"

I spoke intermittently, but it seemed that my voice was never coherent, but the name I said at the end made my heart sink suddenly, as if I had missed a beat.

"Are you Professor Xu Tianwang? The first batch of professors to enter the ghost town to explore during the Republic of China? Is that you? ”

I asked hurriedly.

He didn't answer me, and reverted to his panicked expression, and the wailing sound gave me a headache, and I frowned, and forced a slap on his back, knocking him unconscious, and carrying him back into the house.

Next to the fire, the unconscious man woke up little by little, and when he found that he was tied up, he began to panic again, and I sat opposite him and roared, "Be quiet! ”

He looked at me in a daze, trembling like a wild dog on the side of the road.

"I don't mean to hurt you, but there are things that have to be clarified. First of all, who are you? Isn't it Professor Xu Tianwang? ”

I asked patiently.

He looked at me, struggling to free himself from the ropes, and finally found that he could not do it, so he lowered his head and said, "I...... I...... I don't know ......."

I took out the leather booklet and put it in front of him, his originally scattered attention was concentrated at once, and even tried to reach out to grab the leather booklet, I saw that it worked, so I opened the leather booklet, showed Professor Xu Tianwang's notes in front of him, and continued to ask, "See?" Did you write this? ”

He shook his head, seemed to be thinking very clearly, and said, "I...... I...... Like, ah...... Painful ......"

Halfway through the sentence, the voice got stuck in my throat, and finally I lowered my head and howled in pain, I sighed, put away the leather book, took a few steps back, and sat down in the corner of the room. This guy said that he was Professor Xu Tianwang before, but this is unlikely from the perspective of age, Professor Xu Tianwang was exploring the ghost town when he was in the Republic of China, and he was already thirty or forty years old at that time. Can someone at this age make such a dexterous move as before? And this is a ghost town with no signs of life, how could he survive when he got lost here?

Although the person in front of me has a wrinkled face and looks very old, I am eighty percent sure that he should not be Professor Xu Tianwang, so who is this person in front of me?